Thot-B-Gone

[Verse 1]:
Wonder how I got these scars, wonder how I got this far
Always keeping up my guard, like the chivalrous before
At the round table, sound more stable than a younger me
Plus my mind is sharpened like a whetstone with the cutlery
Don't butter me up, cause I ain't one for sycophantic antics
This is praying Mantis, I could never stand a grandstander
Idle banter, I'm the cantor, not a psycho cannibal
Getting past the days I was a schizophrenic animal
I pop a seal, no kiviak, and divvy up a bit of pot
Nectar in a sieve, I'm trickling down, they oughta shiv me doc
Tired of my pithy talk, iron it out like smithy shop
I'm tryna mature, returning to the church and synagogue
I feel there's a God but most religions probably got him wrong
Know he'll hear the voices anytime you song a holy song
Regardless of language, and the name that you bestow upon
Your true lord and savior, leads us through the night into the dawn

[Hook]:
Tragic that I lost my internal monologue
Voices tryna muzzle me but bitch I'm not a dog
Tryna stay calm, roll a j like bakugan
If you're just a thot then I'mma spray the thot-b-gone

Verse 2:
Don't call me a hero till I speak at ComicCon
Don't call me a villain, since I know you got it wrong
Somewhere in the middle, muddy ripples in a quiet pond
I regret some things caused by an undodgeable dialogue
Firing off insults, they're asking who am I to talk?
Chalk it up to differences, they're asking what line won't I cross?
Put me on the cross, but don't think this is what Christ would want
I live inside limbo, so I'm feeling like the Hierophant
Clearing off my schedule, voices demand I make time to walk
Tryna block em out, but no matter what it's glass I walk
Dad's got the gun locker, otherwise I'd grab the Glock
Barrel locked and loaded, the next moment you know's gonna shock
Red and organs spread and soared to walls that never had a spot
Hope they feel some guilt the day they finally see my body drop
You know who you are, don't know how each night you're sleeping
But I was made the Mantis, I'mma reap for a reason

[Hook]

[Bridge]:
Why you think you hot? Every breath you still a thot
Bet that pussy smell like sewer dwellings, Killer Croc
Stench of a pescado taco rotten, you are not
Anything I'm wanting, I already told you off

[Verse 3, Young Stone]:
Knew first day I met you, your ass was gonna be a burden
This is why I fucked you once then dumped your ass in the garbage
Garbage, bitch, that’s what you are all into trash and heartbreaking, hearts
I’m done with you, you done made yourself an enemy for life
Yeah, watch your back, watch your parents’ lives
Second by second, you itches borrow my life
I know I’m limited on time
Pop, pop, pop drugs to feel alive again
I’m a dangerous sinner coming back to life, here to do more sins
Watch your backs, you’ll be dead
When you least expect me, in an alleyway ditch
Yeah I love it when they say “Stone, this isn’t the way”
Bitch, fuck your demons, destroyed my life drastically
Tragically fell victim all to the pain
Evil consuming me, I love it though
Love all the hate